|KING OF THE WORLD!|
Last spring I saw all kinds of photos popping up on the old Facebook of my friends and their horses doing all kinds of awesome obstacles together. I got insanely jealous because I wanted to do awesome obstacles with my horse. So I inquired and found out that there was a clinician who has a barn not too terribly far from where we live that puts on super fun clinics...the only catch is that they are insanely hard to get into, mostly because they fill up as soon as they are announced. SAD FACE.
So I contacted the clinician and then I sat and waited...and waited...and then forgot about it... and then my friend messaged me that she got me and my husband into one of the clinics! HOORAY!!!!
It was in early October, when it was perfect riding weather since it wasn't super cold yet, but not tee shirt weather either. The kind of weather I LOVE riding in. October is the best most awesome month by far. I contacted the clinician about what I needed to bring. She said bring my horse and the tack I plan on riding him in, and she would take care of the rest. Ummm okay, sounds easy enough for me!
Turns out she has electrical hook ups for those with Living Quarters Trailers (did I mention that we have a living quarters trailer yet? because we now do!) and for those with out living quarters trailers she has an adorable bunk house. She also provided hay and stalls for the horses, and food and beverages for people. This is literally the best clinic ever since all of this, plus two days of ground work/riding are included for $100. We loaded up bright and early for the clinic and when we arrived, she had helpers show us where to put the horses, and then someone helped get our trailer hooked up. It was fantastic. We all met up in her heated shop for introductions.
Everyone had to introduce themselves, plus their horses and why they were at the clinic. The first person that introduced herself said "Hi my name is so and so and my horse is named so and so, and we ONLY do trail riding" the clinician stopped her right there and said "it's not ONLY trail riding. Trail riding can be one of the most difficult 'disciplines' out there if done correctly." I liked her already. The second woman introduced herself "HI, my name is so and so and my horse is so and so. He is a rescue...he was abused..." and then the clinician said something that I thought was going to make the owner cry. "I don't care if the horse was abused. I don't care if he is a rescue. This is a clean slate, that horse needs to learn that you are the alpha. He has gotten away with all kinds of bad behavior because he knows you won't step up to him, and that is why you are at this clinic." I thought the woman was going to start crying and leave. My jaw dropped and in my head I was slow clapping. She kept trying to make excuses for the horse and the clinician just kept cutting her off. Yeah I guess you could say it was rude...but I loved it.
Then it was my turn... "Hi, my name is K.K. and I have a 13 year old OTTB named George. The reason we are here, is because he is an asshole." Everyone started laughing. I also announced that he was a kicker, "so please for the safety of everyone involved, stay back from his hind end...because he is an asshole"
Then we went out and grabbed our trusty steads. We were all given rope halters, 10ft lead ropes and 'carrot sticks' and went into the out door arena. The clinician followed the Clinton Anderson method. And say what you will about those methods...but they work. We all found our place along the arena fence and then we worked on personal space, and stopping and backing when asked. Now George is good-ish when leading. He needed improvement on stopping when I stop and waiting. So she showed us what she wanted and boom, we all got to work on becoming the alpha. The way she explained it was that in the herd, if the alpha mare wants another horse to back up out of their space, she doesn't stand there saying "can you pretty please with sugar on it back up out of my space? No? okay that's fine just keep coming up to me." The alpha mare gives off a little warning, and then if that doesn't work, a well placed hoof or bite does wonders to get that point across. The stick was what we needed to use to help let that horse know WE were the alpha. Now we weren't instructed to beat the horse senselessly across the nose or face....but a well placed "bump" to the chest showed that horse that you wanted him to stop, then and there. Not 3 seconds from now....but NOW. When we first got into the arena George was acting like a snot nosed teenager. He was being a douche to be honest. When we got to working, and I showed him that I meant business. He was all "wait. What?" And shortly...and I do mean shortly afterwards he was like "Yes ma'am!" It was like I had a new horse on my hands...all in under 10 minutes. The fact that I was showing him that I was the alpha, made him *gasp* respect me. We worked on going forward, and backing and listening skills. It was marvelous. After a while we worked on lunging, and lunging over obstacles. His lunging skills were awesome. Not sure who taught him to lunge, but thank you. You just point the direction you want him to go, and there he goes. Then point the other way and he switches and goes about his business.
|"Im gonna eat this fence to show you how mad I am."|
Then we took a short break. The clinician had lunch prepared for us. AWESOME lunch at that. We all chatted about what we learned and then got a little break before taking the horses to the obstacle course.
Bring. It. On. Right away the clinician grabbed a horse and demonstrated the first obstacle. It was a small drop down pit with some logs and rocks in it. The horse just walked right though it. That wasn't very fun or impressive. So she asked for a volunteer horse. Everyone, and I mean everyone in that 20 person group said George. So she came and got him...he was a bit more *ahem* stubborn about going through the pit. And by stubborn I mean full on temper tantrum about not wanting to drop down 6 inches into the pit. He was rearing, and kicking and pulling back. But she kept after him, pressure when he wasn't responding, removed the pressure when he was doing what was asked. It took a good 25 minutes. And a few times she asked why she agreed to use George for a demo. But eventually he got it. And everyone cheered and that I think got a lot of people motivated to get their horses through the obstacles. He finally figured out what she wanted of him, and then he acted like he knew what to do all along. Brat.
|George showing that he was a pain in the ass in fornt of all those people/horses|
|Like no air between that jump. None. His toes scraped the whole time.|
|YOU GUYS! LOOK AT HOW CUTE DUKE IS WHEN HE JUMPS!!!|
|NOW he is picking up those feet.|
|This old man horse did so good!|
|Come on man!! You can do better than that!!|
|Love this big creep!|